I lived by a river
I would go there to throw rocks
And imagine drowning
It would be easy
I would be swept away
I would listen and think
Not about the future
Or the past
Just about the river
And drowning
Not that I wanted to drown
But it’s reassuring
To know that I could
My cousin
Tall, awkward and gangly
Would catch animals
Yank them out
And drop them in a tub
Fish, Turtles,
Then he would grab a rock
And drop it in the pool
The fish would move
I picked up a rock
And threw it hard
A near hit
We found bigger rocks
Some hit
We got a sling shot
That worked better
We got a BB gun
That worked great
Soon the tub
Was chunky brown
We would clean
Before Grandpa came home
To watch porn
Before Grandma came home
And we wouldn’t think about
What we’d done
And for some reason
We always let the turtles go
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